The Neglected Pearl
Part 40 Work
“Why should I be ashamed ? thoh my parents' work is halal, even they can make their children quality human beings. Thanks to their service I was able to help the crowd, even with God's permission, I saved Mother's life from death.”
“Badness, you think you are who huh !”
“I am nobody, but I am a doctor assigned to help all of you, like Mother who came here yesterday in anaphal state. Sorry I have to go, I don't have much time to take care of this kind of thing.”
Zaki said as he left the room.
“Dr.Zaki it's true Mom, if not he who helped Mom when anfal yesterday, maybe Mom's life can not be helped anymore.” Obviously Mita is a nurse who always helps Zaki in the hospital.
“Stupid highly ! come on Pa, we leave this place.”
“No can do it Ma ! all there is a procedure, right they say, Mama is too selfish, be sportive do not need to insult people like that, because bad consequences for ourselves.”
“Mama does not care if Papa does not want to come, let Mama herself go home.” Retno insisted.
“Basic stubborn, taught the right even do not want nerima.” Hermawan said he endured the shame of his own wife's behavior.
“Force my wife sus, she is hard-hearted.” said Hermawan slowly.
“Nnothing, if indeed I want to go home now it's okay, please you take care of the administration first.”
“Good sus.” Replied Hermawan in a flat voice.
After Hermawan finished taking care of the hospital administration, Retno was allowed to go home.
Meanwhile in the slums, Fatma came out of her room when she heard the roar of vehicles entering her yard. From inside the car came Niko along with Intan.
Fatma noticed something strange with the two, when entering the house Niko's face slightly changed, like being annoyed at something. Fatma tried to approach the two and asked about what was going on.
“What's the dear ?”
But Niko kept quiet he just kept passing and ignored the question from Fatma, it seems Niko was not concentrating on the question, then Fatma tried to repeat it again.
“Niko what's wrong dear ?” this time Fatma called out to Niko with half a cry.
“Oh, Mother ! make a surprise !” answer Niko a little.
“After, I called you from earlier ! why not answer ?”
“But I didn't hear Mom !”
“Ya is already ! what are you thinking, baby ?”
“Ngak Ma'am ! I'm not thinking about anything.”
“True, you're not thinking about something ?”
“Iya, Bu.” replied Niko slowly.
“Ya already, how is your Mama doing?”
“Mama has started to get better at Bu.”
“Oh thank goodness, your mom has stabilized.”
“Now rest you.”
“Good Bu.” replied Niko as she passed to her room.
Meanwhile, in the slum area, the flats have now turned into standard stacking housing. There was Nurul who sold rice in place of his parents.
That morning Nurul had finished cleaning up, the lunch was ready to be served. People who work at Nurul's dining house all come from Mothers who are in the flats themselves.
The menu is very simple and delicious. Like her parents, Nurul also has a humble nature and high compassion.
Nurul-managed restaurants are increasingly rame visitors, such as restaurants managed by Intan. Nurul's restaurant was much in demand by the upper class, even artists and officials had felt the pleasure of the Mang Ojo family's cuisine.
Now Fatma's youngest daughter has been sitting in the fifth semester, although she is not as smart and agile as Intan, but Nurul has a persistent and unyielding nature.
While Dika, he has a nature that is passed down by his father, a hobby of painting. Currently Dika has become a lecturer at a state university in Jakarta.
Dika has a lot of paintings, all the paintings are on display in a Building that has been renovated itself.
What beautiful and unique, that's the word that comes out of every eye that looks at the painting that Dika held, at the painting exhibition, in a building that he bought himself.
Comfortable and beautiful atmosphere, making each painting look alive. Many of the upper class are interested in Dika painting. Because according to them Dika painting has an element of education and good character.
Among the upper class, there were also artists and models who liked Dika's hand painting, which was neat and beautiful. One painting, Dika membandrol up to tens of millions.
“Hai Dik !” greet Mona.
“Hai, Brother Mona !”
“Lho, it's only been a week passing brother, I painted !”
“Iya, Dik's. But the painting that yesterday was taken was the same brother, so it was forced to be painted again.”
“Ok, is the painting the same as the one that day sis ?”
“Other models are Dik, which is less exotic, so !”
“Good. Please brother sit there.” Dika said while pointing to a place for Mona.
“Your painting is good Dik, you learned to paint it from who ?” ask Mona to know.
“From Mr, sis.”
“So your father is good at painting too huh?”
“Then during High School, he said just a fad, but the result of his prank, looks so beautiful, so inspiring to my soul kak.”
“Only your Father works where Dik ?”
“Father of a seller of boiled peanuts around kak.”
“If your Mother ?”
“My book is only a scavenger.”
“What ! scavenger ?”
“Iya, why shocked ?”
“Times anyway, the son of a scavenger has a gallery as luxurious as this ?”
“What is in big brother's mind at the moment, the same as what others thought before big brother.”
“Kok can yes ? brother so not out of thought.”
“Allah does as he pleases, and whosoever is poor is poor, He is no exception to my family, while Allah wills the family of a rich Brother, then you are rich.”
“Continue !”
“But you have to be careful, because the wealth you have, who knows the day after tomorrow will belong to my family. That is why, if the wheel of our lives is above, then be careful, never look down on people who are below us.”
“Ooo, so yes Dik ?”
“Iya brother. Well ! sister's painting is done.”
“Udah ready ?”
“Iya, just stay polishing it a little more, then it will look more beautiful than you want.”
“O yes ! can I see him ?”
“Please !”
Having obtained permission from Dika, Mona went down to see her appearance in the painting Dika.
“Wow ! so cool !” mona replied amazed.
“Soves like ?”
“Oh really like !” mona shouted while jumping for joy and hugged Dika's body and kissed her.
“Thanks dear ! so when can sister pick him up ?”
“Three days more.”
“This DP its Dik.”
“Yes, how much is this sister ?”
“Fifty.”
“Ya thanks.”
“Three more days brother will be here again.”
“Iya kak.”
“Thank you, brother likes your painting.” Mona said as she passed away leaving Dika.
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